Tired

Just bored my brain and tired my eyes by censoring the past few years of blog posts. About time.

Kind of forgot to eat dinner. Was hungry about 4 hours ago but beer satiated me. Now I'm exhausted and don't even have the energy to make love to Alain de Botton's brain. Bugger, I really enjoyed that last night.

Focus and concentration needs to be swiftly put back on the agenda. So does domestic bliss. No more writings or musings about you-know-who. I'm referring to the Special Man Friend of course, (formerly known as BG). Now that he seemingly exists in the reality plane of my life, there's no need to live out the relationship here in cyberspace. There's also plenty of other better things to do, such as brush my teeth and sleep. I wish I had a better stash of snacks in the house.